Longevity Story

As the librarian here, Meteora seemed a little embarrassed, hesitated and asked:

"...With all due respect, do you have a dream, Your Excellency?"

"No."

"So ideal, obsession, long-cherished wish..."

"The same is not true. If I insist, I look forward to the passage of time and the end of my life."

In short - I want to die.

"Or, will you conform to the arrangement of fate, follow the flow of the world, and complete your life with all your strength?"

"It seems that the weak scum of fate can't control me."

"Then do you have someone you love or something you cherish?"

"There used to be, and there are now, but not necessarily in the future."

Meteora seemed to be silent, and then she did not ask Xing Ke any more, turned and walked towards the depths of the pure white space.

The bookshelves and books appeared again, lined up in two rows, forming a corridor, as if to welcome the return of Meteora——

"I've been here watching,

Witnessed everything as a bystander;

From the journey to the family reunion,

From craving to the ground to peaceful eternal sleep.

The story of dreams, the story of obsession;

A story of struggle, a story of protection.

I sometimes continue to write regrets,

I sometimes rewrite fate;

I sometimes interpret life,

I sometimes applaud.

But the stage will eventually come to a curtain call,

It will end at last..."

At the moment Meteora disappeared into the sea of ​​books, the pure white world rolled up into a storm, and the scenery in front of her began to collapse from the edge, falling into darkness like broken glass.

Xing Ke knew that his time was up, but he didn't seem to get the answer he wanted to know...

957. Unexpectedly, you look like a handsome young man, but you are actually an old antique that has just been unearthed...

Yo, long time no see, how are you doing? "

Selekia cheered herself up, trying her best to make herself appear as refreshing as possible to greet Zanjin.After all, in front of the younger generation, she didn't want to show her negative emotions.

"Greetings, Yubitilia Court

Next, thank you for your concern, I'm fine. "

Better than ever... Zanjin held his sword and saluted, while observing the lady who was his benefactor and guide—

He wore a simple knight's attire, his fiery red hair was radiant, and he put a one-handed sword aside in a dashing manner, while he looked at Zhanshen with an elegant and heroic smile.

There is no lack of tolerance and comfort for the younger generation in the smile.

But it may be because Selekia herself is not a person who is good at covering up, so in Zan Shen's improved intuition, her appearance now has a sense of forced smile compared to the person in Zan Shen's memory.

...Sure enough, it's not as simple as a rivalry between Lord Eubitilia and Lord Estreich.

Just when Zhanshen's heart was not so calm, Selekia smiled, and while inviting Zhanshen to do it, she said with relief:

"Yes, it's completely different from the one I just saw you, and you can see that you have regained your fighting spirit - what good things have happened in these years?"

"Yes, thanks to Your Excellency Yubitilia's suggestion, recently, I finally found a clue to realize my long-cherished wish."

"Haha, Your Excellency is exempt. I am not very used to this honorary title, and we are not strangers."

Selekia waved her hand generously and said with a seemingly relaxed smile:

"Call me by my first name, or just my sister or ma'am... Then what? Did I mention anything to you? I don't remember teaching you swordsmanship?"

Selekia felt that she might have forgotten some details after a long period of time, and he subtly did not engage in the topic of Zhanshen.

But when it comes to "remarks", she feels that it should be about swordsmanship, and she thinks that this is her specialty.

"No, no... I found a clue to Lord Cavendish."

Zhan Shen hesitantly explained:

"I remember you said that if you want to reverse time, reverse the river of destiny, and completely restart the history of the world, it is impossible to achieve based on your cognition.

But didn't you say the same at the end? ——【If you have to say it, there may be a guy named Jisforgo.】 "

"Wait, that's..."

It was a sense of self-defeating, completely irresponsible jokes and ridicules——Selekia couldn't say anything like that.

"Then, holding this last glimmer of hope, I came to the courtyard of death..."

Selekia wisely chose silence, so as not to destroy the last hope of a good young man.

"When I saw the portrait of Lord Cavendish in the teleportation hall, I almost fell into despair.

But in the end I still choose to trust you, I believe that you won't play a dead man's joke to fool someone like me..."

"..."

Selekia silently apologized in her heart.

"Then, I decided to visit the other adults of the original generation one by one to seek the truth.

At that time, I believed that as long as I explained the situation and persisted to the end, there would definitely be someone who would tell me the truth.

Now that I think about it, it's really shameless..."

No wonder I remember that there was a time when everyone in the group ridiculed themselves for picking up words like "a man with deep resentment", "a persistent child", etc. It turned out to be because of you - Selekia sighed helplessly in her heart .

"In the end, my shamelessness did pay off.

I learned the news from Lord Altair that Lord Cavendish will return one day sooner or later, and I took this as the last straw and held on tight to this day. "

Although Altair’s original words were—

[I really hope that he will fall into eternal silence, but unfortunately, his only tenacity is undeniable, and his return is inevitable. 】

But Zhan Shen still omits a lot of unnecessary details in this place.

"Ha...I see, that's what I said. If there is hope, it should be firmly grasped in my hand."

Selekia tried her best to keep her image as a "reliable senior" from collapsing because of this little bit of dark history, but she felt extremely lonely and ashamed for a while.

Because she just subconsciously compared her own experience with the tragedy in front of him, and then calmed down her anxious emotions because of the tragedy of others.

...the feeling is simply terrible.

Selekia scolded herself fiercely in her heart.Perhaps it was some kind of apology and compensation, Selekia decided to help Zanjin as much as she could and agreed to his request.

"Then God Zhan, you came to me this time to want me to help you persuade that guy from Cavendish? Then I can take you to him..."

"No, that's not the case." Zhan Shen shook his head seriously, who came out of his real intention:

"I came to you because I wanted to invite you as a leader to release the mission of extermination of other worlds, and lead the people who are now gathered in the courtyard of the dead to destroy my home world together."

"..."

Silence fell, and for a moment Selekia forgot to even make the usual smile on her face.

The repressed, respected and feared flame breath once again overflowed into the air:

"You can explain it to me in detail, Zhanshen."

 … …

When the black-haired and black-eyed boy opened his eyes from the 500-year-long petrified sleep, the world had changed into something he didn't know.

First of all, human beings have become completely extinct, and it has become a pictorial knowledge that only appears in history books.

The demi-human races such as demi-humans, dragons, orcs, etc., which existed before but were marginalized by the human empire, have re-ruled the world.

But even though they ruled the world in name, the world at this time has also changed a lot and ushered in the end.

The entire planet and the five continents where civilizations once existed have all been eroded by deformed monsters that only know how to destroy, and every area on the land and ocean has no life other than them.

The only remaining civilized races relied on the lost human magic guidance technology to lift blocks of land plates into the sky, and established the last fortress of civilization - the floating island.

But just to save this last ray of fire has already done his best.

As the last human being resurrected in this era, the black-haired and black-eyed boy looked at this strange and familiar world in confusion and despair.

He recalled his companions who were still laughing and sparring with him "yesterday", his younger brothers and sisters who smiled and waved goodbye to him in front of the orphanage "a few days ago", and recalled the familiar faces on the street...

All the things from the past were buried together with the monsters on the desolate land below. At this moment, the black-haired boy did not feel that he was the only human being in this era, but an undead from 500 years ago.

He "died" 500 years ago...

958. The people I like have all passed away, and the people who liked me have all passed away...

After living like a corpse on the floating island ruled by demi-humans for several years, the once sunny and upright youth has grown into a decadent and silent youth.

However, since the cruel wounds left by confronting the Earth God 500 years ago did not disappear all of a sudden because the petrification curse was lifted, the magic medical technology of this era cannot help him too much.

Therefore, the swordsmen who used to be the top swordsmen in the kingdom are now only scavengers in the ground world who are struggling to survive.

But even so, the bad taste of fate did not seem to let him off.

The floating island, the last fortress of civilization, which has been driven into desperation, does not seem to intend to completely give up the hope of retaking the underground world, and thus enters a slow countdown to the end.

Several [Holy Swords] with overwhelming power that have been passed down from ancient times to the present have been extended even after the extinction of mankind.